Her Heartless Evil Man

I'm loyal to the Buddha. I know my mother's nature. But who is not my mother

In the dark, the light of the lantern reflected the rain clearly into the eyes. I couldn't see the appearance of the visitor. The figure was vaguely a man with big arms and round waist. It was familiar. I thought carefully, it was like Wu Zhao around Li'an.

Is he back?

With a touch of joy, he took his umbrella and ran straight to the door. For more than half a year, he finally came back.

The rain fell on me like a happy stream, sliding down my forehead, but it was as cool as a dream. I didn't feel it, but I was running towards the light.

His eyes were full of the lantern. He deliberately stared at it, but suddenly he saw the reappearance of another lantern. Then, the two people each took their own lantern, turned away and went to the beautiful silk Pavilion of the ninth lady.

My heart is a little nervous. Why doesn't he report to me when he comes back? It makes me anxious in vain.

"Ruoqing..." I cried, but my voice was as small as mosquitoes and ants. It was too late. I couldn't disturb others and didn't want people to know my mind. Just lonely, calling her name as if she had a companion.

Staggering around, I was more helpless. I sat on the floor and let the rain drop in my heart. An ominous premonition rushed to my heart. Something must have happened to Li'an, otherwise he would have ordered someone to send a message to me.

No, I can't be sick anymore. I'm getting better. People have grown up, and I want to help him.

He struggled to get up, closed the door, changed his wet clothes, felt helplessly in front of the bed, slept first, and then tried to find out his whereabouts at dawn.

Tossing and turning without sleep, my heart is full of care, but I can do nothing but wait for the dawn.

Finally, the rain stopped and the day was bright. Open the doors and windows, and the water droplets on the flowers and plants were crystal clear. If only people were so clean.

"Ruoqing..." I called, and I couldn't wait any longer.

"Here we are, miss." I felt more secure listening to her response in the next room.

The bird fell on the branches of the banyan tree and chirped. A vitality and a new life after the rain moistened my heart. In fact, there are too many beautiful things in the world, but it depends on people's mood

"Miss, why do you get up so early?" ruoqing inserted a hairpin into the hair room while running. Look, I'm in a hurry to urge her.

"Oh, it's nothing. I promised to paint for Mrs. 9 last night. I was so excited that I didn't sleep well all night. I got up early in the morning and wanted to paint. Then I remembered that I didn't have good Xuan paper. I'm afraid it's not precious enough. Therefore, if you want to go to Mrs. 9 to ask for two Xuan paper, you can go with me." what I saw last night was just my guess, So I can't draw a conclusion for no reason. I'll go to Mrs. nine to invite an and look for clues about Li an by the way.

"Let's go after dinner. It's so early that Mrs. nine can't afford it." ruoqing was safe. A word reminded me that I was really anxious.

"Well, let's have breakfast earlier." I urged, and too many worries pressed me out of breath.

Although dad didn't give Mrs. nine the right title, Mrs. nine's power in the prime minister's house was higher than that of the eldest lady. The eldest lady was old and her mother's family had already failed, so the beloved Mrs. nine naturally took over the family affairs.